Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 412

He had toyed with the idea of Inviting that woman whose voice was a dead ringer for Brielle back to his hotel room, but he hadn’t snagged her contact Information after their last encounter.

Spencer’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he lowered his volce. “If you’re itching for it, I can satisfy you right here in the office,”

No sooner had the words left his lips than a cup of coffee splashed on his face. The brown stain of the coffee slid down his cheek, soaking through his sult to the white shirt beneath.

Brielle hadn’t expected Spencer to be so brazen, so utterly shameless. A colleague had brought in the coffee, but due to the morning’s positive pregnancy test, she hadn’t touched it, and it had gone cold.

Spencer wiped his face, unsurprised by Brielle’s retort. “Are you still holding out for Uncle Max to sweep you off your feet? Brielle, how low can you get?”

The more he insulted her, the more it pained him.

“Get out.” Brielle shifted her gaze to the computer, unwilling to waste any energy on such a

person.

With pursed lips, Spencer gave her one deep look and then pushed the door open to leave.

The colleagues outside saw his coffee–stained figure but dared not stare, all thinking Ms. Haywood was the real powerhouse.

entered the elevator, he leaned against the wall, catching his breath, and glanced at his arousal. It wasn’t Brielle who was cheap, it was him, so cheap that despite knowing her disdain, he almost lost it

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had a sharp sense that Spencer had changed; his eyes held not only disgust but something more that made her feel endangered. But she had no time to dwell on these feelings. Her mind was preoccupied with the two lines. on the pregnancy test, still feeling like an illusion.

computer kept pinging with notifications. The Beaconsfield media was all praise for Alivia, nearly putting her on a pedestal. And as for Max, he

She had long known Alivia’s maneuvers, how

warning shot. If Brielle showed any sign of weakness now, she’d be conceding defeat to

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to provoke her. Il Brielle called Max now to check on him, she would seem petty in comparison to Alivia’s poised and dunified front

with heavy

her gaze dro

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her service alone. The treatment rivaled that of any facility abroad.

away, “Max, why don’t you stay for dinner tonight? It’s been ages since we’ve had

seeing Martha’s weary and anxious face, he nodded. “Alright.”

expression softened, and she eventually drifted off to

Alvia approached, a smile appearing on her face upon seeing him still

I asked if you had someone special, and you said maybe. What